Chapter 00239: Leaving a Name and a Legacy
# Leaving a Name and a Legacy
Chapter 239
Novel: After the Myth
Chapter 239: Leaving a Name and a Legacy
Deep within the Sword Storage Mountain, sealed by his own grand formation, Ding Huan had long considered this place his personal domain.
He took out the iron pot.
If it weren’t for this pot, Ding Huan doubted he could have survived the terrifying lightning tribulation that came with upgrading his Great Cosmic Art.
What else could he have used to withstand such a force?
Regardless, he had now advanced to the Starry Sky Realm, a level he had never even imagined reaching before.
His sea of consciousness, built upon the foundation of the Great Cosmic Art, had formed the embryonic shape of a galaxy.
If even this couldn’t help him refine the pot, then this pot was truly something extraordinary.
His divine sense fell upon the pot as the boundless stellar energy seeped into it, and the Great Cosmic Art began to operate simultaneously.
The surrounding spiritual energy once again formed a vortex around Ding Huan, yet he was still struggling to locate the restrictions within the pot.
Ten days later, Ding Huan stopped his search in frustration.
If he couldn’t even find the restrictions, how could he refine the pot? This was worse than the beginning when he could at least vaguely sense something.
It seemed his Starry Sky Realm wasn’t enough.
To refine the pot, he needed to further improve his cultivation.
He stored the pot in his bag and slung it over his back.
It seemed he was destined to carry this burden, having already borne the weight of countless others.
Even so, Ding Huan had no intention of leaving the pot out of his sight.
The pot’s level far exceeded his expectations.
It was undoubtedly a future trump card and a top-tier treasure.
Now that he had reached the Starry Sky Realm, it was time to do what he needed to do.
He would definitely visit the Heavenly Artifact Sect.
But before that, he needed to annihilate the Twin Soul Sect and then collect a debt from the Moonlight Sect.
With his plan set, Ding Huan mounted his Farewell Spear and charged toward the Twin Soul Sect.
Since he was going to kill and destroy a sect, why bother being discreet?
He intended to carve a path of blood through the Twin Soul Sect, leaving his name, Ding Huan, etched into the annals of the cultivation world.
Only then would those petty individuals dare not covet his Blue Star Sect.
Ding Huan’s strength in the Starry Sky Realm might not rival that of the Void God Realm, but it was certainly stronger than the Soul Formation Realm.
Even if a Soul Formation expert at the peak came, Ding Huan wouldn’t fear them.
With his current strength, riding the Farewell Spear, his speed surpassed even that of a mid-grade spirit artifact airship.
In just half a day, Ding Huan breached the Twin Soul Sect’s airspace restriction.
“Who dares provoke the Twin Soul Sect on our territory?” A furious shout rang out as a brown-robed man charged toward Ding Huan.
Though he had spoken first, he didn’t hesitate to attack.
Ding Huan didn’t utter a single word.
With a flick of his Farewell Spear, the True Core cultivator was killed before he could even resist.
Ding Huan didn’t even retract his spear.
With a surge of true essence, the Twin Soul Sect’s air restriction formation was torn apart, followed by their protective sect formation.
Only after the sect’s grand formation was shattered did the elders in the main hall, who had been arguing over the position of sect leader, realize what was happening.
By then, Ding Huan had already stormed into the Twin Soul Sect.
The Twin Soul Sect was indeed a body-snatching sect.
There wasn’t a single elderly person in sight; it was a world of the young.
The only difference was that while these individuals looked young, their eyes were filled with the weariness of countless years, as if they had seen it all.
Ding Huan’s Farewell Spear never stopped.
Everyone he encountered was slain.
These body-snatchers were no good people.
“Stop! Who are you, and why are you slaughtering innocents in my Twin Soul Sect?” Finally, a True Core cultivator at the peak rushed over.
“Ah, I’ll let you die knowing the truth. I’m Ding Huan. Why do you think I’m here to kill?”
Hearing the name Ding Huan, the True Core cultivator broke out in a cold sweat.
Why had the Twin Soul Sect been in such a hurry to choose a new leader? Because their previous leader had been killed.
And the one who killed him was none other than Ding Huan, standing before them now.
“Sect Leader Ding…” The True Core cultivator was certain Ding Huan was at least at the Soul Formation Realm.
If they continued to resist, no one in the Twin Soul Sect would be a match for him.
But before he could explain that it was Tan Yanxiao who had done it, Ding Huan’s spear had already pierced his forehead.
The elders vying for the position of sect leader, seeing the Twin Soul Sect’s top True Core cultivator fall without resistance, no longer had the will to fight Ding Huan.
But Ding Huan hadn’t come to let anyone escape.
His Farewell Spear swept through the sect, leaving a trail of blood and mist.
Whether they fled or fought back, anyone within the range of Ding Huan’s divine sense was killed with a single strike.
Truly, “Ten steps, one kill; a thousand miles, no trace left behind.”
Two hours later, the Twin Soul Sect was in ruins.
Not a single page remained in the scripture pavilion, and the sect’s spiritual veins had been completely drained.
Aside from a few lowly disciples, there were almost no survivors in the Twin Soul Sect.
The Twin Soul Sect had been wiped from the cultivation world.
Before news of the Twin Soul Sect’s destruction could spread, Ding Huan appeared in Heavenly Artifact City.
He had flaunted his departure from the Twin Soul Sect on his Farewell Spear.
As for keeping a low profile? That wasn’t his style.
Since he had come to establish his dominance, why hide his identity?
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The Heavenly Artifact Sect wasn’t particularly strong, only a mid-tier sect, not even comparable to the Twin Soul Sect.
Before Tan Yanxiao was killed, the Twin Soul Sect had at least one Soul Formation expert.
The Heavenly Artifact Sect didn’t even have that.
But Heavenly Artifact City, the sect’s main city, was quite famous.
It might not be as renowned as True Essence City, but it was at least on par with Moonlight City.
The reason Heavenly Artifact City was so bustling and prosperous was because of the variety of magical artifacts available here.
The prices were lower, and the quality was better than elsewhere, naturally attracting many cultivators to come and shop.
Ding Huan hadn’t planned to enter Heavenly Artifact City.
With his current strength, he could have gone straight to the Heavenly Artifact Sect to make inquiries.
But as he passed by the city, he spotted a familiar face—Han Weicheng.
In Ding Huan’s eyes, Han Weicheng wasn’t a man of honor.
Ding Huan had saved him several times, yet the man had shown no gratitude.
Han Weicheng seemed to hold a high position in the Heavenly Artifact Sect.
Before he even entered the Heavenly Artifact Pavilion, two guards bowed respectfully.
Ding Huan had heard of the Heavenly Artifact Pavilion—it was the main commercial building of the Heavenly Artifact Sect.
Seeing Han Weicheng enter, Ding Huan immediately followed.
“Friend, please stop. If you wish to purchase artifacts, please use the entrance to the adjacent building. This is a restricted area for artifact refinement,” Ding Huan was stopped.
“I’m looking for Han Weicheng,” Ding Huan said.
“Who are you? What business do you have with Elder Han?” One of the guards, noticing Ding Huan’s lack of respect when mentioning Han Weicheng, spoke with a hint of annoyance.
Ding Huan had no time to waste with the guards.
With a wave of his hand, a surge of true essence sent both guards flying out into the street.
Hearing the commotion, Han Weicheng, who had just stepped onto the stairs, turned back.
When he saw it was Ding Huan, he was momentarily stunned.
Why was Ding Huan here?
To be honest, he felt a pang of regret.
Back then, he had thought Ding Huan was doomed, so he hadn’t even bothered to say goodbye when Ding Huan left.
But not only had Ding Huan survived, he had killed the leaders of both the Moonlight Sect and the Twin Soul Sect.
“Ah, Sect Leader Ding, please come up to the private room.”
Han Weicheng was uneasy.
Ding Huan was the man who had nailed two Soul Formation sect leaders to their own protective formations.
Not only that, Ding Huan had established the Blue Star Sect, a feat that had spread throughout the entire cultivation world.
“Han Weicheng, I didn’t expect to run into you here.”
Ding Huan looked down on the man and didn’t even bother to address him as a fellow cultivator.
“Sect Leader Ding, if there’s anything you need, please let me know,” Han Weicheng spoke cautiously, not daring to match Ding Huan’s tone.
“I have a question for you. Does the Heavenly Artifact Sect have any ties to the Divine Clan?” Ding Huan asked directly.
Han Weicheng held a high position in the Heavenly Artifact Sect.
If the sect had any connections to the Divine Clan, he would know.
Hearing Ding Huan’s question, Han Weicheng’s face paled.
He quickly replied, “Sect Leader Ding, such words must not be spoken carelessly. Our Heavenly Artifact Sect has no ties to the Divine Clan.”
Ding Huan was momentarily stunned but quickly realized there must be significant tension between the Divine Clan and humans.
“Then let me ask you this: Has a woman named Qi Xin Yue recently arrived at the Heavenly Artifact Sect?”
Hearing that Ding Huan was looking for someone, Han Weicheng relaxed slightly. “No, I oversee the recruitment of disciples, and I’ve never heard of anyone named Qi Xin Yue.”
In Ding Huan’s mind, Qi Xin Yue couldn’t have left the Divine Clan.
Now that he had a definitive answer, he felt a pang of disappointment.
Of course, it made sense that Qi Xin Yue couldn’t leave the Divine Clan.
His current strength was still too low.
If he wanted to enter the Divine Clan and settle scores with those people, he needed to further improve his cultivation.
Ding Huan turned to leave.
Seeing Ding Huan leave without so much as a goodbye, Han Weicheng felt a twinge of irritation.
He knew Ding Huan looked down on him, but this wasn’t the Blue Star Sect.
No matter how powerful the Blue Star Sect’s formations were, they were only effective within its borders.
“Elder Han, who was that man? He threw our guards out and spoke so arrogantly?” The manager of the Heavenly Artifact Pavilion had been observing from the sidelines.
Now that Ding Huan had left, he approached cautiously to ask.
Han Weicheng stared in the direction Ding Huan had left, his expression dark. “That was Ding Huan, the sect leader of the Blue Star Sect. His audacity knows no bounds. When he was still a mortal, he dared to poison Qu Yueshan of the Twin Soul Sect. After establishing the Blue Star Sect, he used its formations to kill Yi Wandao of the Moonlight Sect and Tan Yanxiao of the Twin Soul Sect.”
“What?” The manager’s face turned pale.
Han Weicheng looked at him in confusion. “Manager Zhan, what’s wrong? Surely you’ve heard of this?”
Manager Zhan trembled as he spoke, “Before you arrived, I just received news that Ding Huan, the sect leader of the Blue Star Sect, single-handedly went to the Twin Soul Sect and annihilated it, leaving almost no one alive.”
Han Weicheng’s face turned ashen.
He had just narrowly escaped death.
If he had said even half a word to provoke Ding Huan, he would likely be a corpse by now.
He also understood why Ding Huan had asked if the Heavenly Artifact Sect had ties to the Divine Clan—he was looking for an excuse to cause trouble.
On top of that, Ding Huan had asked about a name he had never heard of, clearly fishing for a reason to stir up trouble.
If Ding Huan was looking for an excuse, he would surely return, or perhaps head straight to the Heavenly Artifact Sect to cause havoc.
(End of Chapter)